Hell yeah, I love poker! What’s a better occasion for writing a first post on my brand new blog than a fine homegame in which Biscotti played one of his best games?

I didn’t make too much profit but that wasn’t the most important goal yesterday. I didn’t play for some time with these guys in a live game as I stopped playing for a while because of all the bad luck I always had. Besides, I had to make some masterpieces at school. But I felt like playing again, brought along my ‘unabomber-glasses’ (I don’t think Phil Laak is that great a player but his girlfriend Jen Tilly has very nice tits) and they’ll all remember for a while that Biscotti was there.

After all, I didn’t start that well. I misplayed my toppair against the loser to my left, who always gets an enormous ego-boost when you tell him you’re afraid of his idiotic raises and then donks all his money away. I had to rebuy some moments later but with my second bullet I hit a lot of targets. I had a LOT of patience when I was shortstack again and then it was time to shine: that pseudo-pro, that arrogant Dutch monkey and the other jobless guy, a Turkish guy with a weapon, two tight fuckers of which one went broke against the other (AQ vs AA, LOL donkaments) and the fat kid: I won pots from everybody in any position. Basically, the only thing I didn’t win that evening was the hot chick that was in the room next door.